A red candle flickered underneath her pussy just inches away from her tender cunt flesh. Melisandre’s body was covered in red wax from the previous ...ight. She had been marched here naked in the cover of night from the Great Sept after Davos secured her freedom.Next to her was Euron Greyjoy in the same position chained to the wall spread eagle. His body scarred and bruised from brutal beatings. Euron still had a defiant swagger, but his body was gaunt and weak. His bright blue eyes dared Offa to. In fact, in some less sensitive countries, the Embassies were relegated to being defended by local security or local police forces that had little military experience in such matters. It didn’t seem like a problem of funding with the Americans but more an expression of projected trust in the host nation to take care of such problems. It was a bureaucratic stupidity that gave us some hope of cracking the final lines of defense around the supposed hard targets.I don’t think Leanne had even read. "Hey -- don't be a sore loser. How many hands have you won already?"He sat back and watched as Abrielle played with her daughter. "This is a frustrating game," she remarked. "You think you're about to go out and then you draw a half-dozen more cards..."Nicole placed the last card from her hand on the pile. "I won!" she said."You came in second," Loren replied. "Get used to it."Abrielle picked up the cards and slipped them into their case. "Go upstairs and get ready for bed."Nicole bounded up. I’m guessing the size of Benny’s cock was enough to peak her interest, plus she was curious who this “Connie” girl was and what this had to do with me. That is, until she heard “Connie’s” voice and then saw my face when I turned to tell Benny to, “fuck me good”. “Motherfucker! You’re not only letting my husband suck your dick but you’re fucking the little queer behind my back. You’ve even given him a girl’s name. Fuck you, Benny! Fuck you! And fuck your little sissy brother Connie too,”.